Welcome to the another edition of LET US DELIGHT IN, a weekly feature in which we, well, delight in the performance of a particular football player from the previous weekend. This week, we are delighting in the performance of Syracuse punter Riley Dixon.
Of all the players that I saw play in person in Syracuse on Saturday, there was one whose on-field exploits stood tallest. Yes, of course I'm talking about Riley Dixon, once and future Heisman hopeful. The mainstream media may be falling all over themselves about Leonard Fournette, and that's fine, but don't get distracted. The real star of the day was Dixon.
You can try to use math to quantify his superiority as a football player. He averaged over 45 yards per punt on Saturday with a long of 56. But you need to get your nose out of the spreadsheets and witness the greatness of Dixon's works with your own two eyes.
The speed. The agility. The hops. THE SORTA PUNCH. I mean, God DAMN, he does everything you want from a football player, and he does it while playing home games in a concrete bunker with no air conditioning.
We as fans like to have fun at the expense of punters and kickers. We mock them as thin-wristed weaklings who don't have the courage or fortitude to play a real position and get dozens of concussions like everyone else. Babies. But if I see you walking down the street talking junk about Riley Dixon, I won't be the one you need to be concerned about.
Yep, he's behind you, heard the whole thing, and is about to hurdle your ass into the Stone Age.